Mercury Retrograde has wrought such havoc with my communications this time around that I have been forced to do some serious soul-searching. It all began when a friend of very long standing (since my first days at High School, so 50-odd years ago) completely missed the point of a FaceBook post I shared and –… Continue reading “That Way Madness Lies!”
As it turned out, it was another 7 months before I actually left the BBA Group. In the meantime Mum learned how unwell I had been and we agreed that I should go back to live at home. This was fine, except that while I was away, she had been transferred from our local Seniors’… Continue reading Backing A Loser …
To those of you who are following my blog I owe an apology for the hiatus between my last post and this one. It has been a rather tricky time on the home front and my attention has been diverted elsewhere. However, I’m back so I had better get on with it! I was employed… Continue reading “Beauty” & The Beasts!
I’ve reached the end of my childhood in this blog and the reason I haven’t posted for a while is that I’ve been “taking stock” and thinking hard about how to proceed from here. We’re approaching some of the most traumatic years of my life – years which I believe are both the result of… Continue reading Interlude – No Strings!
Before I move on, I want to tell you what happened when I returned to Walthamstow Girls’ High School that one last time to sit my two early ‘O’ Levels. I stayed with my Dad the night before the exams – luckily I was able to sit them both on the same day – and… Continue reading Farewell To Academe
I have had a week or so off from the blog for “The Festive Season” – blogging while under the influence of “Festive Cheer” is a short road to disaster, as I’m sure you’ll agree. However, I have made a significant breakthrough this holiday which I’m fairly sure I can attribute to the cathartic effect… Continue reading On The Road Again …
Throughout my life I have found it extremely difficult to deal with people who were disposed to bully me. Bullying has been a recurring theme in both my school and my working life, although I am not what you would call the archetypal victim. Again – I’m not sure if this arises from my BPD… Continue reading Not A Freeman’s Daughter